The Only Girl In An All Boys School, That Doesnt Know That Only Secret

Waving my hands about in a mystical creepy way I watched as my father, The 'Almighty And Great' One was rendered speechless by bad behaviour once again. The time had come for the monthly 'talk' Mr.Moon, The headteacher here at Burnsly liked to give my father a heck of a lot. Though it was generally my fault, I caused the shit round here. Okay so lets rewind to the beginning, Just for you, Just so your not lost. 

Im Brooklyn, Brooke, Lucy, Or Lucifer. But we'll get to that part sometime later in this story. Im your average teenage delinquient and my dad?, He's the average rich father of the bossy Teen delinquient. How this man has not had a heart attack, is far beyond me. I've done everything since walking age to send him into a coma. I've let wasps loose in his room and even Sawed a hole in his roof in the middle of winter. Yet he still spoils me Rotten. Back to how story- lines usually go, My eyes are green, like my dad's. His names David by the way, But cause im his daughter, I doubt his name will be said much in this tragic tale. I've got thick dark eyelashes so I dont need Mascara. In a way im emo, the music is listen to is rock and cause my hair's natuarlly silky black, I look it too. 

Back To Current Situation. In a principle's office. With an Angry principle. And a speechless dad. I can zone out later, Now.. not the best time. 'And That's what I think's best' Finished Mr.Moon with a smirk on his face, I bet he's buttered my dad right up. 'Okay, Deffinatly, I'll have Mr.Parsons pick her up later, She'll be no bother from now on, Now run along Brooke I'll be right behind you'. Whatever Mr.Moon's done, it involves Ollie.. this must be bad. As I slowly rose from my chair I waited untill my father's back was turned and gave Mr.Moon the worst Stank-eye ever. Before Angellicly following my dad out of the room. As we walked down the hallway most people gasped at the sight of my dad. Yes he's rich, yes he's my dad. GET OVER IT KIDS!.

Walking down the granite steps for what, I feared might be the last time. I silently wished a goodbye to Burnsley. Climbing into the black porsche and smiling as me and my dad began driving home, secretly hoping no bad news would be comming my way as I tried to look busy, but seemingly failed as my dad began speaking. 'Well Brooke. As you might have gathered, though you are related to that' He paused. as he let venom fill his voice. 'Disgusting brother of Yours'. I mentally flinched, I was generally close to Skylar. Before dad gave him to a Boys bording school, never to be seen again. 'Anyway, Mr.Parsons' 'Ollie' I Corrected him, as he sighed gently. 'Okay, Ollie then, will be picking you up not long after we get home'. Grinning from ear to ear I watched some more of the scenery before we rounded the all too familar bend and pulled up at the white marble mansion all our money could buy. 'Now go pack' shooed my dad. Slightly confused I trudged up to my room on the top floor.

Closing my door behind me and putting the pin in to lock it I began Sliding out a large zebra print suitcase from under my kingsize bed, I pulled Skylar's picture from when he was 12, the last time I saw him, and placed it at the bottom of my suitcase. Not sure of where I was going I packed some winter clothes, summer clothes. And a pretty lime green bikini. Sitting on my bed I pulled out my old gutair and Strummed some of the strings lightly, anyone who knew me would notice its my special gutair. Thinking to take it for comfort as I placed it gently in the suitcase, clothes wrapped around it to keep it safe. Opening my door I slowly began to heave the suitcase along the beige carpet, out into the hallways and down the stairs. Giving up In the end and Kicking it down the stairs I just sat on top of the suitcase and Twirled the half a heart of necklace, Knowing that, wherever Skylar was. He had the other half of that necklace.

When Ollie Arrived It was all a big blur, My dad seemed keen to get me out the house and we said our goodbyes quickly. Me and my dad both not being a touchy feely type. After putting my suitcase in the boot of Ollie's car, and still in the dark about where I was going. I reluctantly climbed into the passanger seat of Ollie's Black BMW. Sitting there in silence as I watched the foliage we passed, Quietly singing to myself as I thought about my dad. He's Changed so much since mum died. Why did she have to be the victim. After the man mudered my mum for her purse. My dad killed him, Bought his way out of Jail and switched off from us. He was never the same since she died. He used to be a fun, free caring, happy father. But when mum died he sent Skylar away so we wouldnt be as much bother and spent most of his time in his study, locked away from the world and ignoring his daughter. Last time I saw Skylar, Mum or Dad smile, Was 4 years ago.. I was 12.

Eventually conversation stirred between me and Ollie. Started off by a simple. 'hi'. I was working my way up to asking him where he was taking me. 'Ollie.. This.. Place' 'He didnt tell you where he was sending you, did he Brooke..' He knew the answer to that, it was a rehatorical question, so I just sat in silence untill he muttered. 'No, of course not'. I waited for the worse to be broken to me when he slowly took a deep breath, and said at an almost unhuman speed, But slow enough for me to understand. 'WereOnOurWayToAnAllBoysBoardingSchool', And For once I was speechless.. 

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